tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29373297.post8308148167166243940..comments2024-03-23T18:50:32.902-04:00Comments on Telling Secrets: The Marsh Man of LlangollenElizabeth Kaetonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06787552280232329081noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29373297.post-78639837402191411652010-12-06T19:08:42.146-05:002010-12-06T19:08:42.146-05:00Could have been a Barred Owl (call often transcrib...Could have been a Barred Owl (call often transcribed as "who-cooks-for-you, who-cooks-for-you").HDhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04797998577645466719noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29373297.post-72038604615704808452010-12-06T01:24:25.128-05:002010-12-06T01:24:25.128-05:00My open letter to LibbyVitale:
My pilgrimage of r...My open letter to LibbyVitale:<br /><br />My pilgrimage of redemption centered on my search of you in my life=Azure Te Libby is coming to an end-Jeaime my Little Girl, Jeaime my Girl, Jeaime my Brother-Jeaime yoou Libby because happiness whole comes from the Womb of the Eternal and happiness whole goes to the Womb of the Eternal-Walter Vitale-LibbyVitale . And this existential Ebb and Flow always soar in the Gorge-Mountain Top where we have received the Commandments and spins back in the Via Positiva of a flax-golden metanoia because we are whole Pretender-Magic Bean Buyer-Intercessor Prayer- Hope-er- Liar-Wisher-Dreamer in the naming of the One who keeps us centered and focused and truthful.<br />Walter Vitalewalterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02888384403637148260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29373297.post-46049493954974133762010-12-05T09:37:24.081-05:002010-12-05T09:37:24.081-05:00One of my 2nd year medical students got very enamo...One of my 2nd year medical students got very enamored with a baby owl that had hatched in a tree near her house this spring. She facebooked about "Junior" all the time. When she left for Michigan for her 3rd and 4th year rotations, she hated leaving Junior behind more than most of her classmates.<br /><br />One night late this summer, I was sitting out by my chiminea and I heard a "new" owl. I kind of recognize the "usual" owls out at my place. It was a young barred owl.<br /><br />I facebooked about it, and my former student went, "It's Junior! I know it is!"<br /><br />Well, maybe it's Junior and maybe it's not...but I am happy to believe in the myth, because it makes my student feel like something she left behind is sharing his being with someone she trusts.<br /><br />And isn't that what Advent is all about?Kirkepiscatoidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02651684515435040529noreply@blogger.com